Passion Love Noni Dutch
Section 55

...PASSION LOVE NONI NETHERLANDS ...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 55...

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The burial ground was still in the red and wet mountains. Decorated sprinkles of flowers coloring its surface. Complete with two carved wooden tombstones at the upper and lower limits as a marker.

Some people crouched down along the side of the tomb with their eyes open, reciting sorrowful prayers.

Sumiarsih, who was about to enter middle age, looked fixedly at the grave of her husband, Juanda. Wearing a black veil combined with matching colored clothing extends to dangle the ground. The look of her beautiful face looks pale and empty, as if she has not believed that the man she loves —kini— is gone.

Ki Sendang Waruk mendeham slowly, intending to call the figure of his nephew —Bunga— who is right next to Sumiarsih.

The girl looked. Look around at the old man who threw him sign language, which is in the form of moving both eyebrows, then pointing with the tail of the eye on Sumiarsih and ending with the flickering of the fingers up three times.

The flower immediately understood and nodded slowly. Then he turned his head to the side while grappling the arm of the recently widowed woman.

"Mom ..." said Bunga quietly, "we're going home now, huh?" take her in a soft voice. "It's getting late."

Sumiarsih did not heed. The figure fluttered in place with lips twitching reciting sacred sentences.

Then the girl looked back at her husband and shook her head. Ki Sendang Waruk breathed heavily. Don't know, what else he should do. It had been a long time to wait for Sumiarsih to squat beside her husband's navel, since the burial procession was carried out as early as before.

Then the old man poked the arm of Ki Panca, the Head of Sundaajar Hamlet, gave him a signal to stand up and follow the steps.

Somewhat far from the grave of the late Juanda, Ki Sendang Waruk also began to say, "What now, Ki? Sumiarsih still refuses to leave her husband's grave." For a moment he turned towards the figure in question. "I'm worried that there will be more and more attention from the surrounding residents who happen to pass around here."

Ki Panca sighed. Both feel confusion about the situation.

"Didn't we just try to talk directly to the Girl Scribe, ask him to be together we leave this place, Ki?" ask the figure of the Head of Hamlet to give advice.

Ki Sendang Waruk. "If such a proposal anyway, from earlier had also occurred to me, Ki," he seemed annoyed. "The problem is, our plan to keep Juanda's death secret can be widespread, if there are many residents who see us huddled here."

Ki Panca squinted. For a moment he turned to look at the tomb, then turned to look at Ki Sendang Waruk. He asked, "What happened last night, Ki? Even up to this second, not a single answer I got from your mouth was."

"Now is not the right time to talk about it, Ki," whispered Ki Sendang Waruk while holding his chest that still feels sore and stuffy. "I'm still looking for time so you can find out the real thing."

Ki Panca smiled wryly. "What's the difference with now, Ki?" tanyanya. "Since last night I came, that's the only question I've asked you many times and you haven't answered it yet."

Ki Sendang Waruk. "Don't force me too much, Ki! Don't you see, what my own condition is right now, huh?" This man coughed for a moment. Deep wounds due to his fight with Juanda last night, still leaving pain in the ribs and heartburn.

"Mistake it yourself" Ki Panca said, not to be outdone. "Why didn't anyone tell me last night, before Juragan Juanda died?"

"You blame me, Ki?" Ki Sendang Waruk's eyes turned sharp. "I myself met Juanda as soon as I arrived in this village. Didn't even think of asking you to come and help."

Ki Panca grumbled to himself. "Lantas, what should I say, if there are people who wonder about the death of Juragan Juanda? As the village chief, a little bit of me was also responsible, Ki. You should know that. Especially later, if his son who was in Jakarta was home. What do I have to explain later, Ki?"

Ki Sendang Waruk thought for a moment. "It will be my duty to help explain" the old man replied afterwards. "But later .. after he came home and finished his education in Jakarta. I myself will meet Nak Hanan directly. Ki Panca doesn't have to worry."

Ki Panca. But just about to say back, suddenly Mang Dirman appeared between the two of them. "Juragan Perempuan wants to go home, Ki," he said, but not to Ki Sendang Waruk, but the Head of the Sundajar hamlet.

"Oh, yes. Thank goodness then," Ki Panca replied in relief. "Come, we'll take Juragan Sumiarsih now, Ki," he asked Ki Sendang Waruk.

Mang Dirman turned back around without even looking at the flower. This made the old man wonder. 'What's with that weathered widower? Since last night, he has been reluctant to talk to me. Even asked did not want to answer, ' his murmur was deep. 'Was it because of that last night? His gaze also seemed to put a dislike towards me.'

With a somewhat limped step, Ki Sendang Waruk walked towards sado. But he did not go up, because the load has exceeded capacity. There are Sumiarsih, Bunga, Ki Panca, as well as Ceu Enok and Ceu Odah.

"I followed on foot, yes," Ki Sendang Waruk told Ki Panca and Juragan Sumiarsih.

Shortly before the wheels of sado's vehicle turned, the widow of her best friend secretly glanced with the glare of my eyes. Either as there was a certain meaning from the bias of Sumiarsih's gaze on the old man.

Secretly there was the writhing of the pain that came back he felt, after a long time the memories that had gone by were slowly buried in time. But now, meeting again with the figure who was once close, inevitably like incising again strands of braid torn between them.

Then, slowly the shadow of the moments of separation between Ki Sendang Waruk and Sumiarsih a few years ago even then, back ringing.

"Follow and follow what your father wants, Sumi," said the young Sendang Waruk. "I'm willing to let you go for my own best friend. Maybe this is the best way to end our relationship, right now."

"No, Kang Endang," Sumiarsih refused, shaking her head. "We must continue our relationship to the marriage stage." Then the woman began to sob. "I have to be frank with Kang Juanda about the two of us. I don't want Kang's friendship with Kang Juanda to be problematic just because I'm a."

Prevent Sendang Waruk quickly, "Don't, Sum. Don't do that. You and Juanda should stay married. Don't mind about me." Then the man immediately grabbed Sumiarsih's fingers gently. "Please for me, Sum. Follow and obey what your father wants. Only Juanda trusted. Not me."

"But Dad wanted me to marry Kang Juanda also to save me from the Dutch man, Kang," Sumiarsih insisted. "Dad didn't want me to fall into the arms of those descendants of the invaders. Guus Van Der Kruk's. He's the one, Kang."

Sendang Waruk smiled. He tried to push. "Not only that, dear Sumi, your father married you to my best friend, because his father Juanda was also a close friend of your father. They want their children to be fooled. As for me .... You must understand, right, dear? I am none of them, except a friend of your future husband."

"Kang Endang ..." sighed Sumiarsih accompanied by his sobbing.

"Listen to me, dear Sumi," added Sendang Waruk. "I will still love you. Until anytime. You have to remember that" he said, wiping away her tears. "I'm sure you will be able to accept Juanda as your husband. Isn't he better looking than me?"

"Remember!" rengek Sumiarsih spoiled while pinching Sendang Waruk's arm. The man complained of pain. "But I already love Akang. I don't want to get married except for Kang'ndang."

"Don't, Honey. Believe me, your life would be much luckier with Juanda. Not with me."

"No, Kang," she refused. "It was me who was supposed to be my husband. Not Kang Juanda," Sumiarsih insisted. "If Kang Don't want to talk to Kang Juanda, let me be honest with you."

Sendang Waruk surprised.

"Don't, Honey! Nay! I beg!" said the dark-skinned man. "promise! Swear that! You will accept your marriage to Juanda. Whatever the reason and circumstances! For me!"

At first Sumiarsih still refused, but over time, finally the girl was willing to accept.

So to keep things unwanted later, the day before the wedding celebration Sumiarsih and Juanda, Sendang Waruk decided to go away from their lives both.

But unbeknownst to Sumiarsih and Juanda, it turns out that the man ran into the arms of another woman. He was Nyai Ayu, as soon as Sendang Waruk called him.

Who is this female figure? No other than someone who has a love for Juanda himself. But in fact, the man never once accepted.

"I know, Nyai loves my best friend, right?" ask Sendang Waruk one day. "But .. Nyai must be able to accept, that Juanda will soon be the husband of another woman. Sumiarsih."

Nyai Ayu looks very angry once she knows that the man she loves, even prefers other women than her.

"He never understood my feelings, Kang!" said the woman is emotional. "When I've been very candid, if I like him!" His breath until he was panting held back the outpouring of wrath. "I will never let them live in peace! Someday, I will definitely make a calculation with him!"

Patiently, Sendang Waruk tried to calm Nyai Ayu down. He prevented and restrained the woman from doing anything stupid.

"Don't, Nyai," said the man in a soft voice. "Although Nyai did not get the heart of a Juanda, at least there are others who have long harbored feelings for Nyai," he said later. "Do you know who that person is?"

Nyai Ayu looked at Sendang Waruk's eyeballs. "The Jewel?"

The man nodded slowly. "Yes, Nyai. The one who loves Him, I myself …."

Nyai Ayu shook her head.

"It's impossible, Kang," he said, not believing. "Since when has Akang loved me? All this time, Akang never showed me that feeling."

Sendang Waruk replied, "Of course I will never do that stupid thing, Nyai. Because ... I'm afraid, someday Juanda will accept you as her lover. But now, everything is clear. I no longer need to worry. Juanda has made his own choice, which is Sumiarsih."

It is not easy to conquer the heart of a Nyai Ayu. Time and again Sendang Waruk had to work hard to convince and hold that the woman did not disturb the happiness of Sumiarsih and Juanda. What this man does is not based on love. He pretended to love Nyai Ayu for a purpose. Until finally ….

Nyai Ayu contains human seeds from the seed of a man named Sendang Waruk.

...SERIATE...